Irrational

Chapter 8 - No Escape

You are stood in your training room for a few minutes to register what just happened, but you don’t fully come to terms with it and decide to just tidy up and go to your room and avoid speaking to anyone.

So you do just that, in a complete daze you tidy around the room and put the elements back in their containers – using your powers of course – and then pick up the note Tony left and put your headphones in as an excuse to why you won’t answer anyone as you walk through the compound.

You then get up the courage to actually walk through the compound and can hear people shouting you, you aren’t fully sure who is shouting because your mind is overrun with flashbacks of you and Strange then the overwhelming confusion filling your head and the bad feeling you have in the pit of your stomach.

You walk to your room and lock your door. You sigh and lean against the door, sliding down it into a squatted position to take a few breathes.

After you’ve collected yourself, you stand and get a shower.

You have to listen to music no matter your task, it helps calms you. So you make sure you have the correct list of songs ready to play so you don’t have to touch your phone once you’re wet.

You enjoy the hot and steamy water hitting you and it calms and relaxes you.

After 15 minutes, you get out and wrap yourself in a towel and walk out into your room. You look up;

“WHAT THE FUCK!” you scream in absolute terror.

“Well I’ve had warmer welcomes, but for you, that was rather polite” Strange jokes as he’s sat on your grey hanging egg chair in the corner, with one leg over the other.

“So many questions in my head for you right now Strange, but the first is how the fuck did you get in here? I locked the door?” you just about stutter this out, as you are wracked with nerves being around him, as well as a hint of anger and resentment still. He is still a dick.

He stands and starts to slowly walk towards you. “If you paid any attention to me on the day we met, like I did you, you’d know I can generate portals. I just focus on the destination and” he shows off his powers, by summoning a portal to go to London, your favourite city.

“Wow, ho-how did you know? London I mean?” you question Strange.

“I’ve done my homework sweetheart” he winks and then goes back to sitting in your chair. “Now are you getting dressed or you just going to stand there in a towel, looking like, well that”.

“And what is that supposed to mean Strange” you say with a harsh tone and furrowing your brow.

He uses his cape to approach you this time and this forces you to take more steps back until, yet again, he has you pinned against a wall. With you both face to face, he places his hands either side of your head, using the wall as support.

“Looking, ravishing, captivating even, my sweet” Strange whispers.

He looks you up and down with pure lust in his eyes, like he wanted you there, then and he wouldn’t be gentle about it. And you liked it, even worse, you wanted it.

You gulp and look at his lips, licking your lip and taking a deep breathe, which leaves your lips slightly parted. Strange grabs you by your chin to look up at him and you can see the internal struggle he is having – should he have you now or not.

“Like I said, this is just the beginning” he looks at you again, edging slightly closer, then a knock at your door pulls you both back to reality. “Sport, you okay? If you’re up for it, we need your help with something please?” Tony questions through the door.

Strange puts a finger to his lip, gesturing you to not mention anything about him. You try and catch your breathe, “Yeah I’m fine Tony, just needed to relax for a bit, I’ll get dressed and be down in a minute” you basically croak this out from how dry your mouth and throat became.

“Okay no worries, as long as you’re okay. See you down there” Tony says in a light tone.

“Well that’s our queue, until next time Y/N” Strange says playfully whilst running a finger across your bottom lip and portals out of your room.

You compose yourself as best you can and get dressed. You put on black ripped jeans and an oversized shirt that hangs off your shoulder and a pair of white trainers. You tie your hair up in a messy bun and head downstairs.